sing me a lullaby, sing me the alphabet; sing me a story I haven’t heard yet
you are a radio, you are an open door; I am a faulty string of blue Christmas lights.
you swim through frequencies, you let that stranger in, as I’m blinking off and on and off again.
this week’s been so good & it’s making me nervous
fuck you fuck you fuck you FUCK YOU
I hate it here I hate you I hate everything
I love you, but -
.. but, but, BUT
too many buts